Popular Insite on Life in London
The Street Art on My Corner Has Been Painted Over, Repainted, and Argued About More Times Than I Can Actually Count – A single wall, six different murals in three years, and a genuinely passionate local debate every single time about whether the latest one is actually any good.
My Local Pub Quiz Has a Round Specifically About Shoreditch Trivia, and I Am Embarrassingly Bad at It Despite Living Here for Six Years – You would think six years of actually living somewhere would prepare you for a trivia round about that exact place. You would be wrong, as I have now learned three weeks running.
The Market Stall Selling Exclusively Vintage Doorknobs Has Somehow Survived Three Years, and I Finally Asked the Owner Why – No, really, exclusively doorknobs. Vintage ones. An entire small business built on a single, extremely specific object. I had to know how.
The Brick Lane Bagel Shop Queue Has Officially Become a Load-Bearing Part of Shoreditch’s Entire Identity – Three in the morning, a queue out the door, and a genuine argument breaking out over whether salt beef counts as a legitimate breakfast food. Just an ordinary night on the Lane.
I Counted the Number of Times ‘Artisanal’ Appeared on a Single Shoreditch Menu, and the Final Number Genuinely Alarmed Me – Fourteen. Fourteen separate uses of the word artisanal on one menu, for one meal, at one very small cafe. I have questions.